Last night while transferring from the Orange to the Red at Downtown Crossing, I walked by an old man laying down in the walkway, eating what was likely donated takeout. He kept on reciting a near-tuneless song, seemingly of his own making.
God bless America once again
God bless America once again
He blessed it once before
But it didn't seem to work
So God bless America once again.
God bless America once again
God bless America once again
He blessed it once before
But it didn't seem to work
So God bless America once again.
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